Chapter 19: The Young Entrepreneurial Genius (Revised)
After sizing up the little demon, Yang Xuan was quite satisfied and praised him.
“Not bad, you really are ugly!”
“Hungry…”
The little demon with the cleaver mumbled softly, blinking his big eyes at Yang Xuan with a pitiful expression that was the complete opposite of the fierce aura he had last night.
“Hungry? If you’re hungry, go find some food. Wherever there’s merit points, go there!”
Hearing this, the little cleaver demon turned to leave.
Seeing it about to go out, Yang Xuan felt a bit uneasy and called it back.
“Wait, I haven’t told you the rules yet!”
“When you go out to look for food, don’t do anything cruel or harmful. Also, if you find any merit points, remember to bring some back for me!”
“Of course, if you come across any treasures or something valuable, remember the details and tell me when you return!”
The little cleaver demon nodded obediently. Then its form gradually became ethereal and vanished from the hotel room.
This scene went unseen by the organization. Had they witnessed it, the leader would surely have given a thumbs-up—Yang Xuan was undoubtedly a genius entrepreneur.
Knock, knock, knock!
The door was knocked.
Yang Xuan looked toward the door with an impatient expression but still went over to open it.
No sooner had he opened the door than the demon-suppressing talisman barged in.
“So, tell me, how much do you want for helping translate this time?”
Because the talisman was so boldly striding in, Yang Xuan didn’t even notice the enchanting woman following closely behind him.
“Simple, a flat rate of fifty thousand.”
Upon hearing this, the talisman immediately acted broke.
“Hey, little brother, aren’t you being too greedy?”
“That’s an outrageous price, fifty thousand? You do realize there’s a good chance we’ll be working in the same place someday!”
“If you’re so money-minded, who will truly help you when you’re in trouble?”
The talisman seemed to have picked up some psychology from somewhere and started lecturing Yang Xuan. After the incident in Room 1804, Yang Xuan wanted to understand just how deeply the auction house was involved, so he promised to consider the talisman’s invitation to join the organization.
But Yang Xuan wasn’t buying it. When he said he’d consider it, he hadn’t fully joined yet. Besides, no sooner had he replied than the talisman showed up at the door—clearly, it was all premeditated. This was intolerable.
“We’ll talk about future matters later. If I ever fall to the point where I need your help, I guess life would be worse than death!”
At this, the talisman was caught off guard, nervously patting his back waist, searching for something but finding nothing.
Just as the talisman was near breaking point, a seductive voice sounded.
“Little brother, for someone as ugly as him, fifty thousand isn’t even high. But if I, your sister, ask you to translate?”
Yang Xuan glanced at the flamboyantly dressed enchantress. A quick look was enough to tell which parts of her outfit were valuable.
“Sister, you’re beautiful—such a figure, that face, that charm—rare even back home.”
“If you really want me to translate that ghost script, I promise to offer a price that will satisfy you.”
Hearing this, the enchantress smiled smugly, feeling relaxed and confident.
Countless young men had fallen at her feet—so many they could circle the globe twice in a line.
What was Yang Xuan to her?
Her eyes toward the talisman seemed to say, “See? This is the power when I step in.”
But before the enchantress’s pride could soar, Yang Xuan spoke.
“For you, it’s simple—one hundred fifty thousand is enough.”
“What?”
The enchantress’s eyes widened in disbelief.
She had never lost before any man.
For all these years, she had been invincible.
Yet Yang Xuan made her feel utterly defeated.
“Talisman only wants fifty thousand, why should I charge you one hundred fifty thousand?”
Yang Xuan reached into the talisman’s pocket, pulled out a freshly bought pack of cigarettes, and explained.
“Simple. Because he’s already spent over a hundred thousand with me.”
“How’s that? Fair enough, right?”
The enchantress, frustrated, wasn’t willing to give up and dragged the talisman outside, then locked the door behind her.
Having done this, she swayed her seductive hips and sat on Yang Xuan’s lap, pouting.
“I know it was awkward with him just now. But now? Could the price be lowered a bit?”
Her breath was fragrant, and the warmth between her words could make any man lose his mind. Yet Yang Xuan was unimpressed, pulling her waist close.
“If you pay enough, I won’t mind serving you. But I wonder if you can come up with a million.”
“A million?!”
“Yes, that’s for another service, of course, it costs extra!”
The enchantress, who had been writhing seductively, instantly froze.
What was this? An insult, a blatant humiliation!
No man had ever treated her this way.
In a rage, she abruptly stood, opened the door, and stormed out.
In the hallway, Yu Mengjia and her two companions were using the restroom to freshen up.
Since the three had slept in the car last night without washing facilities, they had come to the nearest hotel.
Just as they entered, they bumped into the sulking enchantress leaving in a huff. The usually dazed chubby boy froze completely, his gaze captivated and distracted by the enchantress.
“So beautiful… truly beautiful…”
His voice was low, but Qiao Qiao heard it and wasn’t pleased.
“What? Feeling bold? Daring to praise another woman in front of Mengmeng?”
“She’s beautiful? Does that mean Mengmeng isn’t? Or that I’m not?”
Qiao Qiao spoke bluntly, but despite this, the chubby boy’s eyes still followed the enchantress until she left the hotel, then he finally withdrew his gaze.
“Hmph! Mengmeng, no more live streams with this guy! So annoying!”
“Let’s go!”
Left behind, the chubby boy realized the seriousness of the situation and hurriedly tried to explain.
“Ah, listen to me, it’s not like that. I just appreciate that woman’s beauty, but my feelings are truly for you guys!”
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